FADING FAST a Cheese prduction

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by cheesemuffin, Oct 19, 2010.

  1. -Note: that was supposed to be a practice simulation in which they fight eachother to train for an invasion
     
  2. REVIVED
     
  3. It will e one step closer to rebirth once I write the next part TOMMoRoW
     
  4. "Remind me again, how many times before have we been in an enclosed pod hurtling towards a planet or spaceship?"
    "Six" Logan quickly answered Andre's question. Taking out the blade from his pocket, and taking something from Mike's back pocket, he smiled.
    "What are you doing?" Andre asked.
    "Nothing," Logan started scraping at the knife with the odd device. The blade began to emit showers of sparks.

    "You do know that you're damaging an explosive weapon, right?" Malak warned.

    "Well, I haven't seen you in several chapters. How's it going?" Logan smiled.

    "What? Obviously, you DO know, but what the hell about the chapters?"

    Logan finished with the adjustment.

    "Nothing. Hey look, we're landi-"

    All of a sudden, the pod ripped apart, spraying hot glowing metal everywhere. The Machines had spotted them.
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    -CESTOS OVERRIDE-
    Stronsburg's headcase was flashing the message in every possible place he could see. His armor was malfunctioning, working against him.

    "You... Again..... Damn....."
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    Sorry guys, I'm so sick right now I can't even think straight. I apologize if this wasn't as you expected.
     
  5. "So, how well do you think this invasion is going?" Logan shouted over the roar of the flames from the pod.

    The Zorgon had been occupying Pandora for days, and 13's efforts to subdue the threat had done little more than make them angry. What had once been a peaceful world, filled with life and beauty, was now a devastated warzone, completely devoid of what used to be. Tanks rolled over broken walls and through craters, and Zorgon infantry simply marched thtough the warzone. It didn't take much to realize that the battle of Pandora had already been lost.

    -Guys, snap out of it and GET TO COVER!!! They're starting phase 2! - the General's tone was pure fear, something was wrong.

    -Where do you see cover? What's phase 2!?

    -There's a hill to your West, about three miles! I'll explain later!

    Five figures instantly began running to sed hill, feeling fortunate that their radio channel was shared.

    After roughly a minute of sprinting, the quintet of Sourcers reached the hill and hid in a deep hole in the side.

    -We're in. Explain, now!

    -Alright. The Zorgon fight with three stages. Stage one, they send a scouting party. Stage two, they use Memory gas. Stage three, they glass the planet.

    -Memory gas!?!?!?

    That was when Logan, Malak, Mike, Andre, and CHZ saw the black cloud rushing towards them.
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    A sudden flash blinded Mala, and when her thoughts returned, she was with her first training squad. Somewhere in the middle of the city of New Parliam,
     
  6. , there was a Rebel encampment. A bunch of thugs had decided torevolt against the government, and it had gotten so bad that assassins were being sent in. She was one of them. Under the lead of her training captain, she and her team slowly walked through an empty bus. While they walked, they Waite for commands. Out of the bus, their first order. All the group was sent one way, Malak was sent to go up the nearby wachtower. She quickly ran over to the building, and immediately latched onto the side, scrambling up the wall like a spider. Finally, at the top, she pulled out her crossbow and awaited orders.

    -three o'clock, two targets

    She raised her crossbow...
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    The flash of light came at Logan, accompanied by a punch. His vision was blurred, his whole body ached and throbbed with pain, and he couldn't feel anything from his right arm.
    "Come on, get up!" Several thugs crowded around him, laughing at his pathetic attempts to get up. A kick in the ribs brought Logan down instantly, a punch added for good measure.
    It was raining, and it was midnight. Logan had been called out here to meet with a friend, but it had been a lie. A lie told by his former best friend.
    Logan tried one last time to stand up again, but when the kickcame, he grabbed his friend's leg, and stepped on it, bending it in an unimaginable way. Then, he immediately leaped onto his friend's chest, and began pounding away with everything he had. One, two, three, five punches straight to the heart, and then.... Another flash.
    Logan was in the 13 holding facility, the light in his cell recently broken. An engineer carefully opene the cell door, and Logan instantly had the broken glass to his throat.
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    Lately, I've been focusing on Logan, because it seems as though he should have the most interesting story behind him. I hope you like this part.
     
  7. The General stood at the Computer, monitoring the group's activity. Presently, the whole squad had gone dark.

    "No. No. No. NO." Stronsburg started hammering at the keyboard, knowing that it wad useless.
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    Andre was strapped to a chair, hel down by a few leather belts. In front of him, a needle pointed at his heart like a sword. To his sides, several nasty looking devices beeped and blinked.

    All of a sudden, Andre's head was covered in a dark thing, and a burning pain shot through his heart.
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    Logan tried to resist the punches, but he couldn't do anything. As he continued taking blows, he noticed an empty space in the toy store nearby. There wasn't a hole, or an indentation, there was just nothing there. As he watched the spot, all the while taking hits, he noticed the whole world around him being erased, and the empty spots began to fill in, revealing Zorgon armies.
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    These are all flashbacks, just in case you didn't know. Cheese out.
     
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  9. -THIS STORY HAS BEEN SELECTED FOR MY STORY REVISION PROJECT-